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“Every cloud…” Vrøvl. Der er intet ædelt ved misfarvet stål, om så forsøgt forskønnet med gammeldags dinglende disko-kugler og kulørte kæder. Raslende som rustent jern, trods plastik i højeste potens. Hvis der var ører der kunne høre, ville de krølle tæer, men musik skal der til. Er konsensus. Fint ord der prøver at finde sin mening. “Intet er så skidt, at det ikke…” Mere indtørret savl. Det…

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Well written! 👍

Dudes, just write. Stop asking me if you should start/continue/finish what you’re writing despite have x, y, or z problem. If you want to write I am in NO WAY authorized to tell you when to stop/start. That’s up to you and always will be.

If you think “no one will ever genuinely like this” you are 100% wrong. 100%. Think about all the trash out there that has fans. I wrote stuff when I was twelve that had more genuine fans among my family/classmates than ANYTHING I never shared with another living soul. It’s impossible to write something no one will like.

If you think “I’ll never finish it so why even bother?” you’re only depriving yourself, man. That’s like saying, “I like this cookie, but I can’t eat the whole bag. Guess I won’t even try one.” ????? Just write the story, to hell with endings. Some of the best works in the world went unfinished by the author/composer/architect, yet we admire the heck out of them. Maybe, instead of thinking you’ll never finish something, tell yourself this is the one you will finish (and repeat it until you do).

If you feel “this hurts to write, I’m too close to the subject material” either set it aside or full speed ahead. You MUST know how many classics, prize winners, and life changers came from someone’s very real pain and experience. Addicts, traumatized persons, victims, quite often they find solace and healing in writing about their experiences. Most importantly, so do their readers.

If you want to write, write. Otherwise only you are standing in the way of what you want.

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On a day like this. Staring back at you. Three writers will break. Their tongues, voices, lips, brains, souls and hearts. Just for you and anyone, on a day like this. Past, present, future. Reality, fiction, hands flat down, going all in, a day like this. Only on a day like… Not necessarily about a day like this. No. That COULD turn out way too much. Like a day. Like this. Quite brave, those three writers. The day says: "Really? On a day like this?" Staring even harder, back at you and anyone. On a day like this. http://www.artgallery-ps.com/exhibitions/kunst-udstillinger.html #psartgallery #popoppoeterne #mantelmomento #petersimonsen #annettepetersen #tomasdalgaard #danielmantel #artgallery-ps #udenfilter #morning #morninghasbroken -And will keep breaking you down into single words. #laurieandthestoryof And #primeiroproximopasso Is living in another world; not like this day. #dawn #lifeinblackandwhite (Literally) #spokenword #readingoutloud #justonemoreday #whytoday #threesome (Not really, but wtf...) #fiction #realitybites #whywedothisweaskourselveseveryminuteofthedayespeciallyadaylikethisbutnoanswercomestomind... (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Art Gallery PS)

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Mortar

Words are easily traded and thrown like grenades, Footholds welled deep in trenches of juxtaposition. Our arguments resound like echoes in the hallway, Making any point confused beyond such cognition.

Everyone wants an explanation that makes sense, But it’s only a generalization to what they demand. Something designed to placate their feeble minds, While everything else is considered to be damned.

“Follow the herd,” they stammer twelve rows back, Because few need a leader to fall from their ledge. It’s not sad people would rather be lost than found, As foundations are built from this rot in the dredge.

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